I am the posterchild for serenity.
I am the motha fuckin' buddha himself.
La "fete nationale" has turned out to be the perfect reason to party all night, paint all day and sleep in past noon. And today, I wake up on day three of this adventure and feel the kind of heat and stillness in the air that takes the urgency out of everyone's stride, and immediately, I'm ready for the perfect lounging, shirtless day.
It also helps my mood to know that I rolled over this morning and found myself in my own bed, alone - having only just barely avoided making a drunken mistake the night before. Awesome.
For no apparent reason, I have aparently stepped into a fog of productivity that has kept me covered in paint and drowning in canvas for days. I've produced more work in six days than in the last six months. Maybe I'm finally thinking outside survival mode. Maybe I'm just avoiding having to pack.
Also, I am growing content in my decision to go to culinary school ("my" decision: I should probably give credit to Zak and wolfmystique, my two excellent new roomies, for their nearly limitless ability to peer pressure me into this. I'm clearly pretty hopeless next to the power of their combined womanly wiles). Sadly, I am coming to realize that there are seemingly no good culinary schools in Montral, and it may mean an eventual move or a compromise in educational quality. Any suggestions?
(Ever tried macking someone with a 4.3 GPA? I have. I've never felt so dumb. Frikin' theoretical math majors!)
Other news: went to see Sleater Kinney last Sunday. Best show in a long time. Freakin' awesome. It's always incredible when a band you love exceeds your already high expectations. Number one fantasy of the moment : on tour as Sleater Kinney's personal love slave. Mmmm.
On the stereo: Joy Division
P.S. I need a Sunday party to make it a five day streak. Anybody know where to find a good time?
I am the motha fuckin' buddha himself.
La "fete nationale" has turned out to be the perfect reason to party all night, paint all day and sleep in past noon. And today, I wake up on day three of this adventure and feel the kind of heat and stillness in the air that takes the urgency out of everyone's stride, and immediately, I'm ready for the perfect lounging, shirtless day.
It also helps my mood to know that I rolled over this morning and found myself in my own bed, alone - having only just barely avoided making a drunken mistake the night before. Awesome.
For no apparent reason, I have aparently stepped into a fog of productivity that has kept me covered in paint and drowning in canvas for days. I've produced more work in six days than in the last six months. Maybe I'm finally thinking outside survival mode. Maybe I'm just avoiding having to pack.
Also, I am growing content in my decision to go to culinary school ("my" decision: I should probably give credit to Zak and wolfmystique, my two excellent new roomies, for their nearly limitless ability to peer pressure me into this. I'm clearly pretty hopeless next to the power of their combined womanly wiles). Sadly, I am coming to realize that there are seemingly no good culinary schools in Montral, and it may mean an eventual move or a compromise in educational quality. Any suggestions?
(Ever tried macking someone with a 4.3 GPA? I have. I've never felt so dumb. Frikin' theoretical math majors!)
Other news: went to see Sleater Kinney last Sunday. Best show in a long time. Freakin' awesome. It's always incredible when a band you love exceeds your already high expectations. Number one fantasy of the moment : on tour as Sleater Kinney's personal love slave. Mmmm.
On the stereo: Joy Division
P.S. I need a Sunday party to make it a five day streak. Anybody know where to find a good time?
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Otherwise.. the CIA is probably your best bet, although it's hella expensive, and in USD.
And if you speak Italian.. I'd recommend relocating to Pollenzo and attending the University of the Science of Gastronomy.
At any of these schools you'll be qualified to wear a badge that says "Mess with the best - die like the rest."
I've macked on a Rhode Scholar before.. just keep in mind most smart people are still not that smart.. in a holistic sense. Comprehensivism makes one able to wow most people, regardless of their specialty.
I've found a potent snore can cripple both Wolfmystique & Zak at their wiliest.
[Edited on Jun 26, 2005 9:57PM]
Yeah.. I can understand the impulse in wanting to stay here.. it's an awesome town. I think the school above the Sherbrooke metro has a cooking school element.. but I'm not absolutely sure. Might be worth checking out. You can always just do your best to get a job at one of the best restaurants in town and work your way up.. a good way to learn, you can stay here, and it's a lot cheaper too.
I guess because I studied art, and I don't practice visual art I don't find it as intimidating.. although I find that when I listen to certain bands live or read certain books.. just that feeling of .. ugh.. I'll never make something this good.
I've been to the contemporary gallery.. went there a few weeks ago.. very cool. Montreal's a great town for art.